Everything you always wanted to know...

About me. Or maybe you don't and I just feel like talking about myself a little bit.

I finally booked my room in Vegas for the SITScation Awesome Festival. Because that's what it's gonna be. So that means that it's. on. And now a few things you might want to know about me in case I quiz you at this fab convention. Or maybe I just might quiz you for no particular reason. Maybe one day on Twitter, I will bust out with some security question that confirms you are a real follower and not just someone who is trying to get me to view your neked pics.

Ooooo, this could be like a make up post for my 100th post that kind of came and went like my birthday does every year. (beware of that second post because there should have been a disclaimer when it was published...only the disclaimer came in the next post, but it was more of an explanation or maybe kind of a general apology)

And now for "Everything you maybe wanted to kind of sort of know about me, hopefully."

~I will probably not be getting Botoxed for this upcoming convention. I really wanted to, but I can barely make time to eat, sleep and breath let alone get to the doctor's office for that. Now, if only my hairstylist did Botox...then I would totally be set to go. But she doesn't, so the giant forehead wrinklewill have to be joining us if we take any pictures together.

~I haven't managed to drop any of my extra L-B's for October. So you'll just have to love me juicy! And I'm okay with that so I hope you are too! Me and my belly can get down just the same as the rest.

~I love chips and salsa. This is not an over-exaggeration. I love chips and salsa. I have been know to sneak in a small ramekin even for breakfast. Don't judge...salsa is not fattening at all. As for the tortilla chips...um, so. Substitute it for morning toast. I will eat nothing but chips and salsa for an entire meal. Kind of like I did for dinner tonight.

~I am slightly, less than, borderline obsessed with the movie Tristan and Isolde. I have seen this movie a ton of times. Just the other day I was watching it, and it was the beginning of the movie...I already had goose bumps on my arms and was ready to start crying because I knew how the movie turned out! Maybe it's just James Franco...damn. I would have done anything to be his wench back then and have him lurking around and sulking over me and crying because he couldn't love me publicly since I was the new Queen and all. *sigh* Old century romance is so romantic.

~I must also say that I am not the "romantic" kind. Totally don't fall for it, or go for it, or even expect it. When my husband buys me a few lottery scratchers randomly, well that's romantic enough for me. I don't do sweet and sensitive very well. Not that it wouldn't be appreciated, I guess it's just kind of wasted on me. Now, make me laugh hysterically and I just may be swept off my feet by you!

~I don't really dig sweets. There are a few exceptions to that rule(very few), but in general, when you are passing around the birthday cake and I say 'no', it's really not because I'm trying to watch what I'm eating. I really don't want any. It does nothing for me. And when you force me to take a plate, it really makes me sad that I leave the room and throw it in the trash. A pizza with some candles on it is a much better solution in my mind. Salt, salt, salt...I love salt. I do, however, love to dip super salty french fries into a nice vanilla shake...oh it's so yummy!

I could totally keep going on, but I'll save a little bit of myself and just sprinkle it here and there. Or you could just read some of these posts .